To Hell With It!

Another year, another autumn...

A swinging club,
and yet another yell:
"Move along, move along!"

A sign for the caravan
to pack up and leave.
To move on...

Ma'am destiny,
you think you're very funny?
Alright, I'll play along:
"Ha."

But, to all your vicious barbs,
here's my repartee:
"To hell with it!"

The World Won't Stop Just Because It's Raining

Twenty-one kilometers of mayhem
Heaven's blitzkrieg of shards of glass
A retribution of sorts
For plunders and extorts
Committed by mankind crass

Don't know what made me go on
What drove me through that insane maze
As I peered out of the windscreen
And Metallica thumped within
All I could see was a sea of haze

The clouds were very angry,
big, dark and deep
But I had to attend to the files
So I snaked through the miles
Of uncertain dangers and seep

Close to my final destination
My nemesis had wreaked horror
I began to have serious doubts
About my mental whereabouts
Hell, I charged forth like a conqueror

Makes me say what I'm saying
(Hey, I made it after all that straining)
As I open my intellectual chop shop:
Fellas, the world won't stop
Just because it's raining